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Bankrupt Tycoon? No Problem – This Villainess Will Make Him Rich Again

Chapter 84: Big Shot Felix Preston Was Raised By Sonia Quincy
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Chapter 84: Chapter 84: Big Shot Felix Preston Was Raised By Sonia Quincy

The more she said, the more she risked slipping up, so Sonia Quincy wanted to drop the subject. She waved at Felix Preston, then turned and walked back to her office, leaving him with a final sentence.

"I have money. I can afford to pay those two employees, so go ahead and hire them. Don’t worry."

"..." Evan Yates turned and stared at Felix Preston, dumbfounded. "Preston, are we hiring?"

Felix Preston hesitated for a few seconds before saying decisively, "Hire them! Your sister-in-law can afford to support me."

"..." Evan Yates pursed his lips, speechless. "She said she’d support the employees, not you."

"..." Felix Preston gave him a resentful look.

"CLICK..."

Gently closing the door behind her, Sonia Quincy clutched her phone and screamed silently in her room.

’Ah... ah... I made money! I made a ton of money!’

A few days ago, the video she posted of the Wind Language Necklace had surpassed two million likes on a popular video platform. The official account for the game *Legend of the King* noticed her. They not only liked her video but also jumped into the comments to claim it.

However, she was busy discussing design details with Mina Jennings at the time and didn’t notice the official message right away. By the time she finished her work and opened the app again, she had received a direct message from the official *Legend of the King* account.

She still remembered the content of the message to this day.

—Hey, Bloom Preston! Are you selling your design? We’re currently planning a series of hero-themed collaboration jewelry, and we think your design is a perfect fit for Whisperwind. Interested in working together?

A collaboration offer from a major company was something Sonia Quincy had only dreamed of. The very second she saw the message, she shot back a reply.

—Interested!

And so, she added the contact on WeChat, and they began discussing the details of the collaboration that same day.

Because she was a new designer, the copyright buyout fee from *Legend of the King* wasn’t that high. Compared to the millions other designers commanded, the absolute most she could get was a little over eight hundred thousand.

And that eight-hundred-thousand-plus figure also had to cover material costs, labor, and other miscellaneous expenses. In the end, her actual take-home profit would likely only be a little over five hundred thousand.

’But five hundred thousand-plus is more than enough. Once the final payment from Mina Jennings comes in, and once I land the commission from that influencer with ten million followers, covering the salaries for two employees will be a breeze, right?’

It might have been an ambitious plan, but she firmly believed she could make it a reality!

’Now that I have experience selling a design to a major company, I can raise my prices a notch for future work!’

’Yes! The future is bright!’

Since she still had two unfinished commissions, Sonia Quincy didn’t plan on releasing any new designs for the time being. She logged onto Spudster to inform her followers that for a while, she would only be sharing gossip and not taking any more design "wishes," telling those who had already made a wish to prepare for a long wait.

Her followers were very understanding and happy for her success.

Ten-Year Fan of Bloom Preston: [Bloom, you’ve only been on Spudster for three months and you’ve already sold three designs. That’s insane! Do you have a system or something? Design one, sell one.]

A Little Chestnut: [AHHH! Bloom, you’re my idol! I’ve been on Spudster for half a year and haven’t sold a single design. I’m only asking for five hundred, why is no one buying? Bloom, can you give me some advice?]

One Mixue Bingcheng, Please: [Bloom, I’ve watched you go from dozens of followers to tens of thousands, and your copyright fees climb from thirty thousand at the start to hundreds of thousands now. You have no idea how thrilled I am!]

Wants a Two-Person Toilet: [Bloom! My dear Bloom! I know designing is hard work, but don’t forget to give us our gossip updates! How am I supposed to live without your gossip?!]

Three-Year Author, Two-Cent Royalties: [Bloom, ’fess up. You’re secretly the alt account for some master, aren’t you? There’s no way a pure rookie could create such an amazing design. Are you a pro here to smurf on us newbies?]

’A master?’ Sonia Quincy didn’t consider herself one. Before she transmigrated, she’d been a jewelry designer for eight years. Because she was lazy and just wanted to "lie flat," she had turned down a friend’s invitation to start a business, as well as offers from several renowned jewelry companies.

She loved her freedom, loved being unrestrained. Whenever she was short on cash, she’d sketch a design to sell, then use the money to travel, eat, drink, and have fun. She could have reached great heights in the world of jewelry design, but her desire for leisure was too strong. Until the day she died, she was nothing more than a rather expensive niche designer.

Although she hadn’t suffered much in her previous life, she still had a few small regrets as she faced death.

So, with this new life, she wanted to walk the path she had previously rejected. She wanted to see what kind of future awaited if she accepted the offers from jewelry companies, to see what heights she could climb if she founded her own studio.

This path was a bit unfamiliar, but thankfully, she had Felix Preston by her side.

’Felix Preston had a brilliant future ahead of him, and so do I. I even suspect I’ll end up more impressive than him, because the great "Master Felix Preston" will have been bankrolled by my design sales.’

...

The influencer was incredibly busy, with photo shoots during the day and live-streaming sales events at night. Her meeting with Sonia Quincy was postponed again and again, but was finally set for the following Monday.

Sonia Quincy stealthily sent Mina Jennings a WeChat message.

Bloom Preston: Ms. Jennings, have you told that influencer my rates? (Official Collaborative Designer for *Legend of the King*)

Mina Jennings: ...No need to show off. I know your design sold for over eight hundred thousand...

Bloom Preston: Okay. (Official Collaborative Designer for *Legend of the King*)

...

Mina Jennings was completely speechless and, in a fit of exasperation, sent a dozen strings of ellipses.

Bloom Preston: Hehe.

Mina Jennings: I haven’t told her about the fee yet, but she’s very wealthy. Even if you sneakily raise your price, she can totally afford it.

Only then did Sonia Quincy feel relieved.

—Thanks, Ms. Jennings!

Mina Jennings: Land this client, and I’ll offer you a higher price for your next design. (A note for the Official Collaborative Designer for *Legend of the King*: don’t raise it *too* much. My studio can’t afford an eight-hundred-thousand buyout fee.)

Bloom Preston: Ms. Jennings, you’re my benefactor. When you’re buying my designs, I’ll never raise the price.

Mina Jennings: Oh? Look at you, so conscientious.

Sonia Quincy smiled at her phone and replied directly with a voice message.

"Of course I have a conscience. You helped me out when I was in a tough spot, how could I ever forget your kindness?"

Mina Jennings: Mmm~ Grateful and ready to repay the favor. You’re a good Bloom!

Sonia Quincy replied with a sticker.

A few seconds later, another message arrived from Mina.

—Sonia, you’re really not at all like the rumors say. Did you piss someone off? For a nice girl like you to have her reputation ruined so badly...

Sonia Quincy gave a helpless smile. Just as she was about to reply, she received a call from Mrs. Preston.

"Hello, Mom."

She answered the call and stood up, walking out of the office.

Outside the office, Felix Preston was studying a recipe for dinner. Hearing Sonia Quincy say "Mom," he immediately stopped what he was doing and looked over.

There was no one else in the studio, so Sonia Quincy put the call on speakerphone.

Mrs. Preston’s voice came clearly from the speaker.

"Sonia, do you and Felix have a moment? Can you come home for a bit? That Lawrence fellow is bringing people to see the house this afternoon, and I’m feeling really uneasy. I’m afraid there’ll be trouble again, so I was hoping you two could come back and help keep an eye on things."

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